No mention of what had happened. No mention of how he had used her that last time. No mention of his wife. Sarah had ripped his note to shreds and sta...ted the process of ensuring she never ever had to lay eyes on him again. And now his fucking wife was standing across from her wanting to order a drink. Pretend it never happened, Sarah told herself as she politely said ‘What can I get you, ma’am?’ ‘Don’t play games with me you little cunt,’ Mrs. Carlson snapped at her. ‘You know who I am, don’t. You did lead and you were hurt. You had to get an artery stitched, that's more than a scratch." Wanda, it was a lucky round that I didn't even feel. I'm fine. Dave will tell you." Dave already told Sarah he had to make you sit down while he called a corpsman. That's why we worry about you, you don't quit. He did say it was only a very minor wound and that made us all feel better. Now go write your incident report then go home and relax."When I was finished with my reports, I asked Wanda why my. They were very sheer white nylon panties with no reinforcement in the crotch panel. Standing with one leg on either side of my head, her legs were spread plenty far enough for me to clearly view her panties. Through the sheer material of the crotch, I could make out the folds of her womanly flower. I had never actually seen a woman’s sex parts before. The closest I had come was when I had a similar view when I was under the sink the day before (see part 2). And just when I thought the view. Must have seen a rabbit or a cat or something.' He patted her knee and slipped his hand just inside her lower thigh. 'I'll drive a bit slower. Are you sure you are o.k.'There was a pause. Then she put her hand on top of his. ' I'm o.k. Just a little bit shaky, Daniel. I know I'm in good hands. Just you carry on.' She reached across and patted his leg, high above his knee. She let her hand rest there.They drove on in silence. When he removed his hand to change gear and turn into her street, she.